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Day
7
(September 30, 2017) Bukhara
Before
We'll take a train to Samarkand this day. We're
presuming
we'll have more things to do in Bukhara that in Samarkand, so we'll
likely take that train by the afternoon.
With this, we would spend the morning in Bukhara's
bazaars for some shopping.
The spots marked at map are:
0- Hotel Khurjin
1- Labi Khauz
2- Chor Minor
3- Poi Kalyan
4- The Ark
5- External Mausoleums: Ismail Samani and Chasmai
Ayub.
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After
While we’re having our breakfast, we get our train
tickets to Samarkand for this afternoon at 4 PM by 60000 soms each. The
fast train was full, so we’ve finally got tickets for the Sharq, which
takes a bit more than two hours for this trip. About the night train,
we had to use our plan B for our trip to Khiva as there were no places
available to be together in the same cabin. I purchased two flight
tickets from Samarkand to Urgench via Tashkent by 50€ and booked an
additional night in our hotel in Samarkand.
With all these trips tied up we leave for the
visit we left for today: Chor Minor. It is close to the hotel and we
reach it after asking for directions a couple of time. We enjoy making
us pictures with this cute building. In the shop occupying its interior
we’re offered the chance to climb to the roof by a price, but we gently
decline the offer.
 
We walk back with the rest of the morning in
front of us and the feeling of having the job done. We pass through the
bazaar, where the Russian drawer we bought the miniature to is taking a
picture with us as we talked yesterday. Then we go to the only bazaar
we haven’t been in, Toki Zargaron, although we passed by a few times
before.
 
We had seen already Ulugbek madrasah, just besides
the bazaar, from the distance, but now we spend some time in a closer
look. We admire Abdulaziz Khan madrasah too, just in front..
 
We go then to Lyabi Hauz Square to take a beer
waiting for the time we asked our taxi to the train station in the
hotel: 3 PM..
In the train station, security controls outside
and in the entrance are the same than for any Uzbek airport. Once
inside, the only train we can see is the Afrosiab, the fast one we
couldn’t get tickets for. After asking, we’re pointed to the railway
just behind for the Sharq, so we walk over the railway to get there and
board our train.
 
The trip is short enough and, once in Samarkand
station, we take a taxi to our hotel by 30000 soms, in a ride that
turns to be quite longer than expected.
Night is dark and Tashkent Avenue is empty with
everything closed so, at the end, we go to the local brochette
restaurant suggested by the hotel: Bobu. There we eat a couple of their
delicious beef brochettes for each of us by 20000 soms in total.
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